The Virgin is combing her hair
Between curtains
Her hair is of gold
The comb of fine silver
But look how they drink
The fish in the river
But look how they drink
To see God born
They drink and they drink
And they drink again
The fish in the river
To see God born
The Virgin is washing
And on the rosemary is hanging the clothes
The angels are singing
And the rosemary is blossoming
But look how they drink
The fish in the river
But look how they drink
To see God born
They drink and they drink
And they drink again
The fish in the river
To see God born
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